Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JACK FROST AND THE CATY-DID, by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD Poet's Biography First Line: I heard - 'twas on an autumn night Last Line: To fan her wakeless dream. Subject(s): Crickets; Winter | ||||||||
I HEARD -- 't was on an Autumn night -- A little song from yonder tree; 'T was a Caty-did, in the branches hid, And thus sung he: "Fair Caty sat beside yon stream, Beneath the chestnut tree; Each star sent forth its brightest gleam, And the moon let fall her softest beam On Caty and on me. "And thus she wished -- 'O, could I sing Like the little birds in May, With a satin breast and a silken wing, And a leafy home by this gentle spring, I'd chirp as blithe as they. "' The Frog in the water, the Cricket on land, The Night-hawk in the sky, With the Whip-poor-will should be my band, While gayly by the streamlet's sand, The Lightning-bug should fly.' " Her wish is granted -- Off she flings The robes that her beauty hid; She wraps herself in her silken wings, And near me now she sits and sings, And tells what Caty did." A beam from the waning moon was shot, Where the little minstrel hid, A cobweb from the cloud was let, And down I boldly slid. A hollow hailstone on my head, For a glittering helm was clasped, And a sharpened spear, like an icicle clear, In my cold little fingers was grasped. Silent, and resting on their arms, I viewed my forces nigh, Waiting the sign on earth to land, Or bivouac in the sky. From a birchen bough, which yellow turned Beneath my withering lance; I pointed them to that glassy pool, And silently they advanced. The water crisped beneath their feet It never felt their weights; And nothing but the rising sun, Showed traces of their skates. No horn I sounded, no shout I made, But I lifted my vizor lid, My felt-shod foot on the leaf I put, And killed the Caty-did. Her song went down the southern wind, Her last breath up the stream; But a rustling branch is left behind, To fan her wakeless dream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOOKING EAST IN THE WINTER by JOHN HOLLANDER WINTER DISTANCES by FANNY HOWE WINTER FORECAST by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN AT WINTER'S EDGE by JUDY JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE TO A FRIEND by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |
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